Too Soon for a voicetest for this one? Probably.

[seatheworld]

You don’t have to be so worried, you know. Just let me do all the talking! After going so long without a voice, I’d like to make some use of it.

So trust me, this is going to work out great! I was able to help Belle and hopefully that poor girl, Wendy, I’m going to find Eric and finally tell him how I feel, and there’s a whole treasure trove of neat stuff in that shop with the teacup and the forkscrew, and I plan to [ hoard ] learn about absolutely all of it!

Storybrooke, here I come! Again!

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ahhh best username haha

[littlechippedcup]

[Belle can't help but smile and laugh a little at Ariel's enthusiasm. The girl was a complete sweetheart.]

You're welcome at the shop any time and I really hope you do find him. Do you have any ideas where to start?

=P thanks

[seatheworld]

Umm. Not exactly. But I know what he looks like! He's tall and handsome, with dark hair.

[ That's gotta narrow it down, right? ]

you are most welcome :3

[littlechippedcup]

I'm not sure that's enough to go on, unfortunately...

[She gives a sheepish smile, trying to keep positive.]

Maybe if we ask around we'll narrow it down, but it won't be easy.

[True love would find a way, though. She believes that.]

[seatheworld]

I'll find him. I have to. How big can Storybrooke be, anyway? Someone must know him.

[Optimist, remember? This is her second chance, and she won't fail. But Storybrooke is still very foreign to her, so she definitely needs and appreciates Belle's help.]

[unhand]

Gods, you're optimistic.

[seatheworld]

... You say that like it's a bad thing.

[unhand]

It's amazing how rarely these things turn out how you expect them to. I thought I was headed to Storybrooke. I ended up in some bloody... purgatory.

[seatheworld]

That sounds terrible.

[And yet spirit shall not be dampened. And someone sounds like he needs a little spirit-lifting himself.]

But if things don't always turn out how you expect, that means sometimes those things might turn out to be good, right? Is there no way out of this purgatory?

[unhand]

Well, I could do the bidding of the Agents in charge for a few millennia. That'll theoretically work.

[seatheworld]

[Oh. Well then.

Fine, you win.]

I'm sorry. Maybe there's another way. One that's not theoretical?

[unhand]

Aye, but not one I can control. It's all on the whims of my mundane, and she doesn't seem remotely likely to grow bored with me soon. [Dramatic sigh.] How about you, lass? Yours planning on waylaying you?

[seatheworld]

Oh, I hope not. That would be cruel of her to do when I only just got my legs and my voice back.

She wouldn't, would she? She wouldn't.

[unhand]

I hope for your sake that you're right about her. But I wouldn't bet on it. Far too many people from our world have ended up where I am.